Derrik sighed heavily running a hand through already tousled locks as Hunter moved protectively beside him placing a comforting arm around lover's waist.
"It's not like I planned this..."
"Then what, it just happened with first guy who showed interest in your junk?" Olivia snapped impatiently "Because we all thought you were straight and dating Lila!"
"No no of course that was never gonna work long term," Derrik defended quickly shaking head. He took a deep breath before continuing more calmly.
"The truth is... I've been questioning for years now but just too scared to admit it even unto myself until meeting Hunter made me realize what really matters."
Olivia and Marcus stared at him incredulously, trying to reconcile the revelation with their long-held notions of Derrik's heterosexuality. Finally Olivia spoke up again:
"Okay so you're gay then? What about Lila though - she deserves an explanation!"
Derrik frowned apologetically rubbing his nape defensively "I know I need talk things out properly with her too... but honestly I never meant lead her on that long anyway, I was more hoping to fit societal mold."
Marcus finally found his voice again. He looked between the couple before settling accusing glare solely upon Hunter.
"And you!" he spat angrily jabbing finger at him. "You must've known this would blow up in our faces! What were ya thinking getting involved with someone closeted and unavailable?"
Hunter held his hands raised up placatingly meeting Marcus's wrath head-on without flinching a muscle beneath sweat-dampened skin.
"Now hold on just minute..." he began lowly, tone deceptively calm even as storm clouds gathered in his eyes. "First off none of us chose how we feel - it happened natural like breath."
He tightened protective arm around Derrik's waist pulling him closer into a warm embrace that screamed unspoken love and loyalty.
"Second... I've been out my whole damn life," Hunter continued evenly meeting Marcus gaze with unwavering steadiness. "Derrik here was the one too scared to come clean about being gay - not me."
Marcus opened his mouth to retort but Olivia silenced him sharply placing restraining hand on his arm as she turned her attention back curiously towards Derrik.
"Okay so... you're really serious about this?" She gestured vaguely between them. "About Hunter?"
Derrik didn't hesitate, answering without a second thought: "Yes." His reply rang out crystal clear in the tense air hanging heavily around all parties present - no room for misunderstanding or take-backs now.
Olivia and Marcus shared an unreadable glance before Olivia heaved a sigh of resignation throwing her hands up.
"Fine. I guess we can't really be mad, considering how long Derrik's kept us dangling anyway..." She trailed off meaningfully allowing the implication to hang heavily between them all - namely that maybe Lila wasn't as blindsided by this revelation as they'd initially assumed.
Marcus still looked mutinous but seemed willing enough let Olivia handle it for now at least. He grunted noncommittally before turning abruptly on heel and marching back out, leaving the three of them alone again in an awkwardly stretched silence.
Olivia watched him go with a long-suffering sigh then turned to fix Derrik with stern look - arms crossed under her ample bosom as she regarded him intently.
"You better be sure about this," Olivia warned seriously "Because if you hurt my best friend, I'll personally castrate ya and feed your nutsack ta the seagulls."
Derrik swallowed hard at the veiled threat but held her gaze steadily nodding once in a solemn vow.
"I won't. He's... he means everything to me."
Olivia studied him a long moment before apparently deeming that answer satisfactory enough - uncrossed arms with a stiff sigh.
"Alright then," she relented gruffly "Guess we'll be seeing ya 'round more often now, Hunter."
And just like that the tense standoff diffused as abruptly it had begun leaving Derrik and Hunter blinking dazedly at Olivia's sudden about-face.
They saw her out together before collapsing back against still-slightly sticky kitchen counter in relieved exhaustion.
"That could've gone better..."
Derrik mumbled sheepishly scratching his nape. He turned to face Hunter properly for the first time since opening the door, anxiety clear on his handsome features as he searched his lover's gaze questioningly.
"Think they'll keep this quiet?"
Hunter shrugged nonchalantly before pulling Derrik flush against his chest in a strong embrace - one hand splayed possessively over his lower back while other cupped a jaw tilting him up to meet the smoldering bedroom eyes.
"I don't give a damn what anyone thinks," Hunter rumbled lowly, voice dripping with barely restrained lust. "All that matters is you and me now."
He crashed their mouths together in a hungry kiss full of all the pent-up desire from their interrupted coupling - tongue delving deep past parted lips to claim Derrik thoroughly.
Derrik moaned wantonly into his mouth, grinding his hips forward seeking delicious friction as he clung tight to muscular arms for dear life. The world narrowed down till it solely consisted of them, everything else fading away until nothing remained but slick slide of skin on sweat-slicked skin and harsh pants echoing off tile walls...
They made love again right there amidst scattered dishes - more gentle this time, savoring every touch and caress and whisper as they worshipped each other reverently. Afterwards tangled together limply atop kitchen floor basking in the afterglow, Hunter propped himself up enough to gaze down at lover's blissed out face.
"I meant what I said," he murmured softly, brushing damp hair away from sweat-dampened forehead tenderly "You're mine now."
Hunter sealed his declaration with a soft kiss before reluctantly disentangling their bodies. They took turns cleaning up, stealing heated glances and lingering touches as they washed the remnants of passion (and breakfast) down the drain.
Later that afternoon found them hand-in-hand at the local beach café, nursing iced coffees while enjoying each other's company amidst the salty sea breeze and distant laughter from playing children. Their blissful bubble was abruptly popped when a boisterous voice called out:
"Well well well! What do we have here? Hunter, you dawg!" It was their mutual friend Liam, with his equally loud-mouthed companions Toby and Jess trailing behind.
Hunter tensed slightly but kept Derrik's hand firmly in his own as he turned to face the small group. "Hey guys," he greeted casually enough, though there was an undercurrent of steel beneath his tone warning them not to make waves.
Jess' eyes narrowed suspiciously darting between their linked hands and flushed faces. She snapped her fingers together like a lightbulb had just gone off over her head.
"Waitaminute... are you two?" Toby snickered, jerking his chin towards Derrik suggestively "Like with each other?"
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